All characters are over 18 years old.
The next week was relatively uneventful. Tommy and I did some sexting and video chatting. He was busy with finals all week so I missed spending time with him.
Ronny and I were still texting regularly. I needed something to get me out of this rut that I was in. It was all work and no play since Tommy's finals started.
Ronny's schedule wasn't as crazy as Tommy's so I asked if we could get together. Ronny told me to meet at the 'play room' on Thursday night. He also said to drink a lot of water and to hold my pee. As I looked forward to Thursday, I jerked off to the smell of his things twice a day.
Thursday came and I drove out to the old factory. Ronny met me in the parking lot. I gave him a long passionate kiss.
"I'm so fucking horny, Ronny." I told him.
"Yeah, me to bro. You're going to take good care of me today." He told me. Once inside, he instructed me to put on my puppy gear. I put on my harness, collar, and puppy hood. I told him that I needed to pee and he nodded in acknowledgment.
Ronny then told me to get into puppy mode and get into a small dog cage. This one was lined with a small tarp. I got in and Ronny locked the cage door behind me.
"I'm going to go in the other room and change. Puppies have to use their cage to pee if they have to." He said grinning slyly.
I definitely had to. I went into full puppy mode and started barking to be let out. Ronny was having none of it.
All of the water that I'd had earlier in the day was pressing hard against my bladder. I guessed that this was part of our fun today, so I let it all out and peed all over the tarp. Ronny must have been keeping an eye on me because he came out soon afterwards. He was dressed in a leather thong and boots.
"Hey boy. Sorry I kept you in there so long. I'll take you out now." He said as he crossed the room. Once he was close enough to see the mess that I'd made, he began to yell at me.
"Bad boy! You couldn't wait to pee? You're a very bad boy!" He shouted. "Now I've got to clean all of this up!"
I whimpered in response and cowered against the cage. Ronny unlocked and opened the cage and led me out by the collar. He turned me around and put my face down into the urine soaked tarp.
"No, boy. No! We go outside. We do not pee in our cage!" He shouted and pushed my face into it so that my mouth tasted my pee.
He pulled me away from the cage and grabbed a riding crop from the wall. "Bad boy." He said and smacked my ass with the crop. I whimpered in response but it felt exhilarating. "Bad boy." He said again and smacked me.
That went on for a bit before he said. "Bad boys don't get treats and have to wear their special collar." He took off my leather collar and put on a different one.